The Woman From Hell

Frank's room looked to be the largest in this house, but the furnishings inside were very simple with only a table, two chairs, and a bed.

He pulled a chair down, gave it a few swats, and had me sit down. He smiled at me. "This is my room."

There was only a small mirror and a comb on the table.

Sighing, I looked at him. "Are we sharing the same bed?"

Hearing this, Frank quickly waved his hands. "No, no, I won't be so unruly before we get married. You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor. I have another quilt in the closet."

He opened the cabinet door as he said this and took out a quilt and bed sheet from inside before spreading them on the floor.

Frank seemed honest and responsible. I went to the bed and sat down on it. I glanced at the man on the ground. He had already laid down and closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

did not feel sleepy and was thinking about how I could escape from this

a loud voice next to my ear. It sounded like Frank's mother. "Look at the time. She still hasn't woken up for work. Does she think she's here for a vacation?" Immediately afterward, I heard Frank's voice persuading his mother. "Mom, she's from the city and just arrived here. She has never woken up so early before. Give her some time to get used to things." "Get used to things? It is a woman's duty to get up early

manage to hold his mother back. I heard the sound of the door opening and

"You've slept enough. Go to the kitchen and make breakfast. Frank and his father are going to work

the morning is not good for your health. You should be careful." Aware that I was now living under someone else's roof, I could only go to

at the kitchen, I noticed that they still used firewood, which stumped me. What should

under the stove

away. I looked up and saw that

you." I thanked him

and concentrated

the side and cracked a few eggs. Then, I pushed Frank aside. "Leave the rest to me. If your mother catches us, she'll have

the woman's nagging all day long. I made poached eggs